As the sun dipped below the horizon, the group gathered around a blazing bonfire, the flames dancing in the darkening sky.

Leonardo, sensing the excitement in the air, had thought ahead, ensuring the ingredients for the dinner were abundant. But he went further, acquiring a selection of exquisite wines to heighten the evening’s festivities.

He carefully infused a touch of reiki into the wine, enough to prevent anyone from growing tired, all without leaving a trace, ensuring their enjoyment and secrecy.

The south’s high plateau setting brought a sudden chill as the night descended, but the warmth of the fire and the spirits within sustained the group’s comfort. Hector, master of the guitar, and some spirited young singers filled the night with music. Maria, finding herself easily a part of this lively atmosphere, felt truly relaxed for the first time in a long while.

As toasts flowed and laughter echoed, one young man remarked, “This wine tonight is something else, not like any I’ve had before. I usually drink much more, but I’m feeling so alive!”

Another joined in, “I’m a bit dizzy, but I don’t feel a hint of being drunk.”

“Absolutely comfortable!” someone chimed in, looking at Paul. “Bobby, did you bring a rare vintage? It’s different, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.”

Leonardo, with a smile, shared, “The difference you feel is in the atmosphere, my friends. The more vibrant, the more your capacity to enjoy the wine.”

Hector added, “Bobby’s got a point. Your ability to handle alcohol depends on factors like your tolerance, consumption, and surroundings. When we’re gathered like this, full of energy and good spirits, the alcohol goes down smoother.”

grinning. “Makes sense! I’m having

“Since we’re all in such

noticed a few friends leaving the mountain before sunset, but once the darkness

for the sun’s grand entrance from beyond the mountain. The skyline began to shimmer

rapidly approaching in the distance. Fearful of being discovered by Morgana, he activated the mental technique he’d learned from Zeba, tightly concealing his aura. He likened their situation to submarines in deep waters, detecting each other through subtle means. Those with higher cultivation were

them. The key was to maintain absolute silence, minimizing the risk of being found.

tents and the gathering of young people,

she radiated beauty and charisma, not unlike Maria. He was well aware of her strong aura and the

He whispered, “You stayed up all night just for this sunrise,

worth

in a private moment. He lowered his

“Seems like she’s alone too. She must’ve camped nearby and decided to catch

a bit odd, though,” Morine mused. “This mountain

them didn’t raise any suspicion from Morgana. In fact, it had the opposite effect, making her realize that appearing alone

tomb, but doing so with this group so close might be inconvenient. They were merely

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